Deffo…
was no longer just a name
he was a symbol.
He stood bathed in a cool light
which was his new identity within.
He took a deep breath.
Closed his eyes.
Slowly joined his palms downwards.
And then .. began Fesutor.
As the divine sound of Fesutor spread across the cosmos,
Deffo's radiance intensified.
His black, silky tail
floating in the blue darkness
as if the universe had crafted it with its most beautiful pen.
Then…
a white orb formed between his hands.
From that orb emerged
thousands of small, colorful orbs.
They began scattering throughout the entire cosmos.
In every direction, every corner.
Twinkling, floating.
Vleues was now…
no longer just a cosmos.
Now it had become fertile ground.
Deffo opened his eyes
before him, those orbs shone brighter than stars.
He didn't understand anything.
But Doma understood.
He stepped forward,
spoke in a calm but deeply resonant voice
"Finally…
you did it.
I am proud to have been a part of your beautiful journey."
Deffo's eyes welled up with
all the words, taunts, insults…
the nights when he had hated himself.
"That boy,
who was told he wasn't worthy of Welon Tiom…
today had become the father of a cosmos."
He bowed before Doma
knelt on his knees,
and asked…
"Doma… what have I done…?"
Doma glanced at Vleues
it was now glowing with those souls.
Doma embraced Deffo.
That embrace
was not from a teacher,
but from a father.
Then he said
"This was no ordinary Fesutor."
"You… have given birth to souls."
"Every orb . . is a soul."
"So intelligent, that it can create its own body."
Deffo was stunned.
"You have given birth to the source of life
more powerful than Sitali Beutal."
"Now you will have to create this many souls every day."
"I am proud of you…
Well done, Deffo."
Deffo's tears
didn't make him brave
they made him human.
He stood up,
embraced Doma with his entire being.
But now was the time
for them to part.
Doma stepped back,
the shine of tears on his face.
Deffo rushed forward in alarm:
"Are you… leaving?"
Doma smiled:
"Now this world is yours.
But I have an unfinished task remaining."
"These souls are now your children.
Nurture them like a father."
That moment...
slow, but heavy as a century.
Doma, for the last time,
pressed his forehead against Deffo's.
In that single touch
love, pride, and the pain of parting were intertwined.
Then both stepped back.
Humbly bowed to each other.
And set off on different paths.
Millions of Trillions of Years Later…
Fynkoy Planet
A new Earth-like world.
Lush green trees,
heavenly landscapes,
and the courtyard of a magnificent museum.
In the middle of that courtyard
a colossal wall.
Around the wall
millions of beings were gathered.
Flowers in their hands
brought from different planets.
That wall…
was built in Deffo's memory.
Above it, a scripture floated in the air
its last page turned.
And the scripture spoke:
"Thus…
our Guru, our Father Deffo
created this cosmos."
"Every year,
we gather in this sacred tradition of Fesutor
in his memory."
Just then, a round bus horn sounds.
Children run,
happily dance and board the bus.
The teacher says:
"Today we are going to visit a new planet…
Its name is ... Earth."
The bus flies at the speed of light.
Enters the solar system.
And before them…
Blue Earth.
Full of peace, beauty, and mystery.
The teacher explains:
"It is believed…
the water of this planet,
is a drop from that divine ocean."
"The creatures here are also very special…
like Deffo." that they call human
"And there are also creatures like Doma here…
who are called foxes."
"And also like Mythimush
whom they call Stingrays."
The bus keeps flying…
towards the next journey of the cosmos.
And then…
A child,
who was never accepted by society,
but who never blamed anyone.
He endured everything
silently, in quietude.
Perhaps,
because of this "clean heart"
he found the companionship of a divine being like Doma.
Deffo's Final Lesson:
"Struggle…
Struggle is a hammer that sculpts a statue from a stone with its blows. We should not fear struggle; we should understand it. Your struggle is a mirror of your destiny.
Deffo's struggle was that he could never join Welon Tiom, because he was not meant to join it. His fate was far beyond any Welon Tiom.
If your struggle is that you cannot blend in with people, then your destination is solitude, where you can discover yourself.
If your struggle is that you cannot understand the world, then your destination is not to understand them, but to understand the mysteries of this cosmos, which are beyond common thought.
If your struggle is that you feel distant from your family, then your destination is a rare discovery that cannot be made while remaining within the family.
Move forward and be proud of yourself.
which, with its blows,
sculpts a statue from a stone."
If your struggle is that
people don't understand you
then perhaps your path is not to understand the world,
but to understand the cosmos.
If you feel you don't fit anywhere
then perhaps your home is not Earth,
but a new world.
Deffo's struggle was
that he couldn't find a place in Welon Tiom.
But his destiny
was to become a Welon Tiom himself.
You too, look at your struggle…
and be proud of yourself.
The End
But who knows,
maybe one day…
we will embark on a journey to a new cosmos.
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Date of Copyright: 5 July 2025
Author: Mohi Koshi